Now
available on Wattpad, a trip very far back in my writing roots in fan fiction:
The Phoenix.
FLAME FROM ANOTHER FIRE is another story where
I test-drove characters that would someday appear in my own published books.
Dr.
Frazier leaned against the window frame and looked out at the thundering
downpour. The other conference attendees milled around the lobby behind him,
complaining about the weather, trying to borrow umbrellas, or settling down to
read or play cards. He didn't mind the storm, actually. He rather enjoyed the
noise and crowds, the protective wall of people around him. The storm meant
some discomfort or inconvenience for Preminger, whom Frazier had seen across
the conference hall two nights before. Maybe the agent would help search for
the missing child and get lost.
The main
doors banged open as more refugees fled the storm. Frazier looked up and froze
at the sight of Bennu helping a little girl across the lobby. Both were
dripping, their faces red from the cold lash of the rain. Bennu helped the
child into the unoccupied fireplace room and Frazier followed. He knew his face
had lost its color and he likely moved like an automaton.
"Stay
right here," Bennu said, helping the child into a chair. "I'll get
some blankets and -- hello, Ward."
"Hello,
Bennu," Frazier said softly.
Bennu
turned around and his smile flashed, bright and warm. "I'd like to stay
and talk but --"
"Preminger
was here two days ago. I don't know if he's still here."
"Take
care of Anna for me?"
"You
can count on it." Frazier clasped hands with Bennu. Half a moment later,
the other man slipped through the door and vanished into the rain.
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